In the blue-glow of the
@base.base.eth mainnet, the air felt electric. Zarah sat by her terminal, her eyes reflecting a countdown clock that was finally hitting zero: the TGE had arrived.
While the rest of the world scrambled for allocations and checked their airdrop claims, Base wasn't looking at the charts. He was looking at her. As the tokens began to flow onchain, he sent a single, tiny transaction to her wallet.
Zarah’s notification popped up. It wasn't a windfall of coins, but a soulbound NFT—a digital heart that could never be traded or sold.
"Everyone’s chasing the pump," Base whispered, leaning in as the digital confetti fell. "But I’m just glad I found something with permanent utility."
Zarah smiled, clicking 'confirm.' In a world of volatile assets, they were the only thing that was truly unruggable.
